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2003 17 September :: 10.41 pm
Hahahaha, oh man. Flannery, we had so much fun in graphic arts, except for the part where we had to do work. Wait..no we didn't! We drew silly pictures instead!
Cackle. Oh, in other news..I opened my fridge last night and found pizza! What fun. Granted, it was two week old pizza..but pizza is pizza, man! And it was good. And..er..today was alright, except for in Spanish I felt like absolute and utter CRAP. Seriously, I almost threw up, and my legs felt all fatigue-y for some reason. It was really weird. In mod civ it got a little better, but I still didn't feel too great..and thankfully, by the time math (which means the test) came around, I was feeling somewhat better. It was really funny though, because Mr. Pletta was walking around with a little stuffed bear and growling at people. He told me (er, wait, the BEAR told me), "Oooh, your test is looking good so far!" It was rather funny. But wait, you don't care. Uh, anyways. Enough about my day, cause journals that just tell what you did that day are rather boring and tedious. So the end.
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2003 16 September :: 8.22 pm
:: Mood: excited
:: Music: "Socker" +Kent+
I AM SO EXCITED FOR TOMORROW.
I mean, besides the fact that it's a minimum day, because that's really no big deal..BUT! We only have to go to periods two, four, and six tomorrow! Does everyone know what that means?
NO MR. SMITH!!!!!!!!!!!!!111111!!!!!one!!
I am so looking forward to tomorrow. Spanish, mod civ, and math..how exciting, except for math because we have a test. But it's okay, Mr. Pletta rocks. Most importantly though, NO ENGLISH. Seriously, I used to love English. It was my favorite class..that is, until Mr. Smith became my teacher. Idiot-butt.
Oh yeah, PS: Don't forget to take a look at all of my eBay crap. Yessir, we have some good deals right here.
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2003 16 September :: 1.13 am
Man, why can't I ever stay on task? Seriously, today I kept saying, "Alright, I'm going to do my homework as soon as I'm done with _____." But instead I slept for a while, then played video games, ate dinner, went to soccer, and played more video games. Then it was eleven, and I took a shower. And then I played with my dog. Uh, yeah, homework anyone? Stupid.
It doesn't help that nothing seems to be going right anymore. But whatever. I have all these things I need to do sometime soon, but I keep putting them off for later. AS USUAL. God.
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2003 10 September :: 1.32 am
Come on, kids. Bid on my SUPER PUNK RAWK (ha.) eBay stuff. Like, NOW.
SwashbucklerN: OMG IM SO0O0O0O PUNK RAWK.
SwashbucklerN: Hahaha, ew.
StrungOut1087: i wish i could be that punk
SwashbucklerN: Oh, you know it.
SwashbucklerN: I felt really stupid writing that description.
SwashbucklerN: But since I'm marketing towards the eleven, twelve, and thirteen year old fangirls, that crap works.
StrungOut1087: they'll be gouging each others eyes out to get that official punkwear
StrungOut1087: HELL
StrungOut1087: I'LL buy it
StrungOut1087: *pushes little kid in front of traffic*
SwashbucklerN: Hahahahaha.
So, for the third time..BUY MY STUFF OR DIE!
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2003 9 September :: 9.44 pm
:: Mood: devious
:: Music: "Annie" +Our Lady Peace+
Attention everyone who cares, and some people who don't. I have decided that tomorrow is going to be..
So yes. Tomorrow I shall be bringing my camera places and taking sneaky pictures of everyone. And if you notice me, it doesn't count. So try not to notice me, eh?
Ha, I probably shouldn't have said anything. But it's okay, only like three people read this.
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2003 7 September :: 9.02 pm
:: Mood: crappy
:: Music: VinterNoll2" +Kent+
FREAKING AHH I don't know what I did, but my hand hit the keyboard and everything I typed went away. Curses.
But um, to recap..I think..I really don't like being sick. I can hardly breathe out of my nose, and it's all runny and crap too. That means that it's getting all chapped and such. Not cool, eh?
Yeah and homework isn't cool either. Especially when you forget about it, then realize you have about three hours worth. Oh, joy! I wish high school was over. It'd be nice if Saugus had an early graduation program, cause then I could get out earlier (yeah, like that wasn't obvious or anything..stupid). Maybe they do. Whatever.
I'm sorry for my entries being so boring lately. But it's not like anything exciting has happened or anything like that. So the end.
Oh yeah, PS: Flannery, I love you. You rock harder than anyone I know. For serious.
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2003 7 September :: 1.31 am
Blehhhh, what's wrong with me? My nose is all runny and crap and my throat is kind of itchy and it kind of hurts. But I don't want to be sick! I hope it goes away by tomorrow, or at least soon..sheesh. What is the really bad part is that for some reason, I can't stand it when I can't breathe through my nose, so I have to blow it all the time and such. So, being sick makes me have to blow it even more, and almost every time I blow my nose, EVER, I get a nosebleed. So being sick means nosebleeds times a billion.
But you know, not like anyone cares. I went to the mall last night with Amanda Terry, and we saw lots of people. It was funny, cause me and Amanda and Amanda Fyler were standing and talking and Celia runs up and starts talking to us. She was like, "Oh, I'm here with Micah, he's over there." I looked over at him, and he looked so lost cause he couldn't find Celia! He's really awkward in the first place, and this was like..I don't know, awkwardness overload or something. Yeah, it might not seem funny, but it really was. Shut up.
Flannery..I don't know what to say. It's almost like you're schizophrenic..when Adam can't hear you, you're lost and confused and you hate him..but as soon as you see him or he is within hearing range, it's all, "Hey sweetie! I love you!" Every time I see you with him, and the way you act, it rips a hole right through me. Please, just realize what you're doing to yourself.
Uhh yeah, shrimp is good and stuff. I need lighter fluid. Anyone want to buy me some? Please? Thanks.
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2003 2 September :: 11.49 pm
:: Mood: upset
:: Music: "How We Do" +Mount Sims+
Lots of Mount Sims lately. Check them out, they're pretty good..if you happen to like sex-fueled electronica. So dirty. But anyways.
I've decided that all history is rather stupid. I've always said how glad I am that I'm not taking AP Euro, mostly because of the work load, but then I get 43534897534 billion pages of work for Mod Civ. But, but, that class is supposed to be easy! It's not fair, I tell you. Oh well, good thing all the homework technically isn't due until Friday. Stupid stupid stupid.
Some certain (well, okay, one) drama whores are still making me kind of mad. I'm trying not to let it bother me, but every time I forget about it, she does something else stupid. And then all the reasons why I hate people like that come flooding back into mind. Jesus, I hate people.
Whoa, yay for positive posts. Holy crap I am the most optimistic person you will ever know. Ever, dang it. Grr.
Oh, PS: I hate everyone. How's that for positive? Blah, this entry sucks. Way to go me. Screw you.
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2003 29 August :: 4.31 pm
:: Mood: cynical
:: Music: "Dirty Man" +The Living End+
I HATE DRAMA WHORES. THEY MAKE ME WANT TO TAKE A MACHETE AND CUT MY ARM OFF OR SOMETHING. AHHH.
That is all.
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